On the floor of Tokyo
Or down in London town to go, go
With the record selection
And the mirror's reflection
I'm dancing with myself

When there's no-one else in sight
In the crowded lonely night
Well I wait so long
For my love vibration
And I'm dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
Well there's nothing to lose
And there's nothing to prove
I'll be dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance

[Scat]

Dancing with myself
Dancing with myself
Dancing with myself
Dancing with myself

If I looked all over the world
And there's every type of girl
But your empty eyes
Seem to pass me by
Leave me dancing with myself

So let's sink another drink
'Cause it'll give me time to think
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
And I'll be dancing with myself

Oh dancing with myself
Oh dancing with myself
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance
If I had the chance
I'd ask the world to dance

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become. CS Lewis.

(01-02-2012 11:41 PM)mirandagirl Wrote: Hit the Lights by Selena Gomez is stuck in my head now. I don't even know why. I guess its just catchy.

Tony Moran did a remix of her "Who Says" that had me dancing for months, and I usually don't like music like Bieber, Gomez, Levato, etc.

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become. CS Lewis.

Yes, but I've always been against the grain. I was a pop culture-hating goth in high school who hung out with the art fags, skaters, surfers, punks, theater and music kids - anyone anti-mainstream.

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become. CS Lewis.

Yes, but I've always been against the grain. I was a pop culture-hating goth in high school who hung out with the art fags, skaters, surfers, punks, theater and music kids - anyone anti-mainstream.

My mom is like that which is probably weird since I live in Alabama. You'd think everyone here would be into mainstream things.

I know gays from Mobile (they go to B-Bobs; I haven't gone there yet because they say the place is small and the trannies are "less than stunning" compared to Pensacola's Monica Heart. ) Also, N.O. has a big counterculture scene - some of my most favorite DJs play at OZ. I saw Tony Moran when he spun for "Southern Decadence" and Joe Gauthreaux got his start at that club and returns regularly to spin.

Literature adds to reality, it does not simply describe it. It enriches the necessary competencies that daily life requires and provides; and in this respect, it irrigates the deserts that our lives have already become. CS Lewis.